Raincoat
It's December that always deceives.
Unlike other winters, here I draw a life
into maps; maps of different seasons.
I put aside the winter and hold the rain for me.
Every thing is different with December.
Some dreams are borne neath the blanket
and burnt neath the same,
except a few stolen to sustain my identity
with the Raincoat.
V@@S..
Copyright © Pravaas :- Anodyned Eternally... | Year Posted 2011
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